Raw truths from a partner, a mama, a teacher, and a therapist parenting a child with behavior disorders and basically figuring it out as I go.
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As Extreme Parents, we are always on the lookout for adaptive ways to meet our kids’ needs. Today’s Friday Faves area all from Target and can make a HUGE impact Read more
“For the love of all things holy and good, WHAT IS THAT NOISE!?” Yes, I yelled this. No, it wasn’t my finest moment. Yes, it happens about 37 times a Read more
You all know I LUUURRRRVVVV Target. I mean, nothing spells ‘getaway’ like a hot Starbucks and a red cart handle in my cold mama hands that have felt nothing but Read more
Do you remember when we were young and carefree? We could stay up all hours and somehow still drag our sweatpant-clad bodies to college classes. We were in our mid-20’s Read more
Let’s be real, we all make mistakes. I don’t care if your last child birthday party would have qualified you for Mom of the Year at the Pinterest Party-Throwing Awards, Read more
Parenting is messy and hard. Teaching is messy and hard. Both are exhausting beyond words. So, this is a list from a teacher who is also the parent of a Read more
This weekend we celebrated our daughter’s first birthday. When you have family living in different states, you celebrate birthdays multiple times. I am still undecided as to whether it insights Read more
In general, mornings are our extreme child’s worst behaved time of day. If he is going to yell, scream, throw himself in the floor, hurl hard plastic objects across a Read more
When my cousin’s fiance asked if our son could be the ring bearer in their fall wedding, I cringed. It wasn’t because we don’t love them, but because we weren’t Read more
From about eighteen months to four years old, our son kept his meltdowns private. His behavior started small at first–random hitting for no reason, throwing temper tantrums, and what seemed Read more
Parenting a strong-willed child has been a constant battle. The learning curve is steep, my friends. Handling the awkward stares from grocery store patrons and fellow soccer moms when your Read more
For the first five years that my husband and I were parents, we racked up decades worth of failures. Most of what many would call disasters, we laughed off–both because Read more
No one has ever accused me of being without words. In 34 years, I’ve just about always known what to say. When you live in the south (I’m a transplant), Read more